“Who’s there?” He indulged her current love for knock-knock jokes much more than Ronnie or I did.

“Cows go.” Beth licked mustard off her upper lip.

TJ smirked. He knew this one. So did I. “Cows go who?”

“No, cows go MOO!” Her voice rose to a yell on the last word and several people around us looked over from their tables.

“Beth, shh!” Ronnie said, but she was laughing. She obviously hadn’t heard that one yet.

“God I love your laugh.” TJ’s expression softened when he looked at his wife and she smiled back at him. It happened just like that. Whatever had been stretched between them had snapped and recoiled and the distance between them was now much shorter.

My cell vibrated again in my pocket and I pulled it out, reading the text under the table.

WAN2 TRY 1OAK?

I contemplated the screen. 1 Oak was an exclusive club. We’d been turned away a couple of times, although if Lil and I dressed to the nines, we usually managed to finagle our way past the bouncers.

CAN WE GET IN?

Going out clubbing was the best part of New York. I’d met Lil when I was finishing my creative writing degree at NYU and she’d been the one who introduced me to the clubbing scene and I couldn’t get enough.

HOW SHORT IS YR SKIRT?

I snorted, texting her back.

INVISIBLE

“You and Lil going out?” TJ slurped the last of his Diet Coke and I glanced up, seeing him watching me.

“1 Oak.” I looked down to see Lil’s last message: CW2CU! I couldn’t wait, either. I suddenly had a lot of restless energy I needed to get rid of.

“Expensive, isn’t it?” Ronnie raised her eyebrows, finishing the last of her salad.

I smiled broadly. “We hardly ever pay for drinks.”

“I bet that’s true.” TJ gave me a knowing look and I blushed.